Funning and afternoons at play. Walking or working, it
Mattered not; our star warmed and lit our way.
Now, the days are short, the light is wan;
The chill penetrates into my bones.
Looking forward to the sun’s
Return, and afternoon
Sorties to the lake,
Lazily tossing
Stones.
“Anticipation”
by
Jerry E Smith
©1/8/17
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